Dear Diary

Dear Diary,

i thought i could trust you. But i guess i can't. But i guess it doesn't matter. I've learned in life so far, that you can only trust yourself. but...do you really have to keep this a secret? For this many years? Whats next? Not going to work when you say you do? When you work from home, are you really staying home? Like i know. I wanna tell dad, but..if i do..it would ruin the family, and your relaoinship with dad. And i'l live every single day of my life feeling like it was my fault.. but..scared that if i don't..you'll get sick,, and then i will feel like it was my fault that you';; be sitting in the hospital sick and dying. i don't know what to do.

Mom, I hope you think that you're hurting the ones you love. I hope you think of all those times we've had, and if you keep this up, there won't be much more. I hope you think of dad, and your other daughter, and your grandchild. i hope you think of me the next time you light a cigarette,, and how your the only one i look up to. I love you.